The world will indulge you just so long. Then it will stop. You will simply have to grow accustomed to that truth.

There is something delicious about writing the first words of a story. You never quite know where they'll take you.

Thank goodness I was never sent to school; it would have rubbed off some of the originality.

It's an odd thing$$$ but anyone who disappears is said to be seen in San Francisco. It must be a delightful city and possess all the attractions of the next world.

Those who believe that the world of being is governed by luck or chance and that it depends upon material causes are far removed from the divine and from the notion of the One.

I shall continue to be anxious about him until he can permit himself some distraction and allow his wound to heal; nothing can do this but acceptance of the inevitable$$$ lapse of time$$$ and surfeit of grief.

Musical innovation is full of danger to the State$$$ for when modes of music change$$$ the fundamental laws of the State always change with them.

This and no other is the root from which a tyrant springs; when he first appears he is a protector.

Only a philosopher's mind grows wings$$$ since its memory always keeps it as close as possible to those realities by being close to which the gods are divine.

The soul of him who has education is whole and perfect and escapes the worst disease$$$ but$$$ if a man's education be neglected$$$ he walks lamely through life and returns good for nothing to the world below.